six months ago we would watch him walk into a withohite house dinner honoring those who serve in iraq, tall and 20 pounsds ds heavier, dashing in his uniform, with a big grin on his face, sturdy on his new leg. i remember how a few months after that i would watch him on a bicycle racing with his fellow wounded warriors on a sparkling spring day. inspiring other heroes who had just begun the hard path he had traveled. he gives me hope. he gives me hope. i don't know what party these men and women belong to. i don't know if they'll vote for me. but i know that their spirit defines us. they remind me in the words of scripture that "ours is a future filled with hope and if you fill that faith with me, if you share that hope with me, i ask you tonight for your vote. if you reject the notion that this nation's promise is reserved for the few, your voice must be heard in this election. if you reject the notion that our government is forever beholden to the highest bidder, you need to stand up in this election. if you believe that new plants and factories can dot our landscape, that new energ